Late at night, the moon hung high in the sky. Under the moonlight, a ferocious shadow gradually approached from afar.
This ferocious shadow was a giant demon beast. This demon beast looked like a mosquito that had been magnified countless times.
On the back of this mosquito stood a person. This person's long hair flowed in the wind, giving him an elegant feeling. He had his hands behind his back as he stood on top of the mosquito beast. His green robe made him look even more tall and straight.
This person was Wang Lin!
The mosquito beast gradually approached. Below it was a mortal city. This was where the mortal capital of the Later Zhou Country was located.
There were pavilions and roofs everywhere. There was a long river that ran from the north to the south of the city. There were only boats in the middle of the river. Although it was the middle of the night, the river was still brightly lit. The sound of poetry could be heard along with the laughter of women, adding to the prosperity of this place.
Wang Lin looked at the flower boats and then followed the mosquito beast down. They were like ghosts as they floated across the river. They were like celestials, silently flying through the river.
Inside the ship, there was a young master who was drunk and went out to get some fresh air. He opened the curtain and saw the blurry back of the mosquito beast. He immediately sobered up and was dumbfounded. After a while, he came back to his senses and mocked the fact that he had drunk so much that an illusory figure actually appeared.
In the eastern part of the city, there was a large and luxurious mansion. Bursts of laughter and music could be heard. Wang Lin stood on top of the mosquito beast and calmly said, "Situ, it's time to go!"
Shortly after, all the music inside the mansion stopped. At this moment, the entire mansion became completely silent. It was as if everyone had frozen.
A boy wearing a purple robe walked out. He had a reluctant look on his face as he sighed and said, "I haven't had enough yet. Cultivation, cultivation, cultivation my ass. My life as a prince is still the best. I'm free and unfettered, no one dares to mess with me."
Wang Lin looked up at the bright moon in the sky and slowly said,
"It's time to go!"
"Wait a minute, after all, this little emperor of the Zhou Nation is quite nice to me. I'll go give him some benefits!" Situ Nan's body swayed and disappeared.
After the time it takes half an incense stick to burn, Situ Nan's figure suddenly appeared next to Wang Lin. He laughed and yelled, "Let's go!
Leave Suzaku!!! "
As he spoke, he stamped down on the mosquito beast. The mosquito beast was afraid of him, so it let out a whimper and charged forward, transforming into an arc that shot up into the sky.
As the speed of the mosquito became faster and faster, it went straight into the astral winds in the sky. After passing through this astral wind area, it could completely leave Suzaku!
The moment the mosquito beast charged into the astral wind, it was put into Wang Lin's storage bag. Then, Wang Lin's body was like a meteor as he charged into the astral wind.
Situ Nan's speed was even faster. He was one step ahead of Wang Lin and stepped into the astral wind.
The astral wind rushed toward them, and the powerful pressure was like Mount Tai. Situ Nan let out a wild laugh and said, "Scatter for your daddy!"
The power of this roar caused the astral wind to feel like it was being torn apart by a giant invisible hand between Situ Nan and Wang Lin. The astral wind quickly retreated, creating a path.
The astral wind in the sky was originally invisible and could only be felt by the body. However, at this moment, the astral wind surged and created countless ripples. In the blink of an eye, these ripples spread to all of Suzaku.
At this moment, whether it was mortals or cultivators, everyone on Suzaku raised their heads.
In their eyes, the sky suddenly became colorful, and the seven-colored light shined endlessly.
On Mount Rosefinch, Zhou Wutai was wearing a red robe. He stood at the top of the mountain and looked at the sky with a hint of emotion in his eyes.
Behind him were a few people. These people were the newly selected deacons of Mount Rosefinch. They were responsible for passing on Zhou Wutai's orders.
Zhou Wutai muttered to himself, "Brother Wang, have a safe journey!"
Scenes of him meeting Wang Lin flashed through Zhou Wutai's mind. From when he was lured by a mortal in the Four Sect Alliance, to when the Four Sect Alliance was destroyed, to when Wang Lin gave up the title of the son of Rosefinch and gave it to him.
Zhou Wutai thought back to all of this. It was like a dream. Time flies, and things change. This was how it was … In the State of Zhao, all the members of the Wang family looked up at the sky. Wang Zhuo looked at the sky and let out a sigh.
Beside him was a 14 or 15 year old youth. This youth was very handsome. At this moment, he said in a low voice, "Ancestor grandpa, is the other ancestor grandpa in the sky?"
Wang Zhuo rubbed the youth's head and calmly said, "Yes, he is the person ancestor grandpa respects the most. He is my little brother E Shao!"
In the State of Chu, in a forest beside a mountain valley, a gigantic tiger with an incomparably ferocious body was currently roaring and pouncing towards a wild boar. It easily bit the boar to death and tossed it behind itself. Behind it, there were seven or eight female tigers following behind it.
The tiger raised its head and roared. Suddenly, its roar stopped. It looked at the sky and stood there motionlessly.
"He's finally gone. Every time I see him, I feel a chill in my heart." After a while, the tiger roared again. There was a hint of joy in its voice.
It turned around and ran into the depths of the forest with the many female tigers behind it to find the next prey.
Little White was still waiting. It was waiting for Zhou Ru to call it. It had a feeling that one day, Zhou Ru would come and take it away.
In the Phoenix Village of Chu, Zhou Ru's parents were sitting in the courtyard. They looked at Zhou Ru and smiled. The family of three was talking about something when Zhou Ru suddenly raised her head and looked at the sky.
"Uncle …" Zhou Ru stared at the sky. She could vaguely feel that uncle was slowly moving away from her. This distance seemed to extend indefinitely, as if it would last a lifetime … Suzaku, where the Forsaken Immortal Clan was, Yunque Zi was sitting on top of a lonely mountain and looking at the sky.
His face was very ancient; compared to one year ago, he looked even older.
He was seriously injured in Rosefinch's tomb. After returning, he had recovered a bit after a year of healing, but his origin energy was still damaged. Adding on the fact that his lifespan was about to reach its limit, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fatigue in his heart.
The lifespan of the Forsaken Immortal Clan was longer than that of cultivators. Otherwise, with Yunque Zi's cultivation, he would have died many years ago.
"The younger generation will surpass us in time …" After a long time, Yunque Zi let out a sigh.
In the Forsaken Immortal Clan, tens of thousands of kilometers away from Yunque Zi, a young man covered in golden tattoos looked at the sky with a hint of melancholy on his face.
"Brother Wang, do you still remember me …" This person was the junior master of the Forsaken Immortal Clan. He had a complicated story. In Rosefinch's tomb, he didn't make it in time to fight for the Cultivation Planet Crystal, but he didn't lose his life.
"Brother Wang, I'm going to leave Suzaku as well. I hope one day we can meet again!"
At this moment, all of the cultivators in Suzaku felt the fluctuations in the sky. Along with their gazes, Wang Lin and Situ Nan charged out of the atmosphere and into space.
On Suzaku, the Giant Demon Clan ancestors under Shiyin continued to call for help.
In the Land of the Ancient God, Tuo Sen's laughter echoed. The day he would escape was not far away.
In the Sea of Devils, the rumor of the Ten Thousand Devil Hundred Day Kill Order still echoed among the demonic cultivators … There was a rumor that a cultivator named Wang Lin had left many traces on Suzaku … After writing this chapter, he felt a bit complicated. "That's it for this child. A new chapter, a new beginning, has begun!"